Justice considered it his job to guard the other horses. They were, after all, stupid creatures. He was not, of course. Even before his unfortunate Deathcharger-ing, when his eyes had glowed with a holier light, he had been a notable individual. Then again, by now, he was going on forty years old. Justice…had seen things. […]
Imagine, if you will, a gnome. Small. Precocious. Pink haired. Bright eyed. And buzzing to you with all the energy and cutting edges of a buzz saw. The demon certainly was able to, and then was not. There was, however, a very neat little hole punched and cut right through him as the armor clad […]
Well, this was going to be a party and that was good, right? So many people were…thronging, that was the words, running amok through the streets of Dalaran, celebrating the big bright shiny star thing that had appeared. She assumed that was a good thing. Most of the other mages had left to go celebrate, […]
FUCK. FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FFFFFFFFFFF—- *The journal, very often left empty, and when it is used generally has a few scraps of dirty jokes, anecdotes, or a job that went really well or really bad. Anything in Pandaren is written with a suprisingly flawless and delicate hand, artwork as only traditional calligraphy can […]
(Written in Petal’s glowing book of shadows – chronicling her time in Antorus) Uncle once told us about circles – and as usual, I didn’t quite understand then, then I thought i understood later, and have come to the inescapable and impossible conclusion that I may never really understand, but may have a good idea now and […]
Dearest Mama and Papa, I know I haven’t written. Sometimes I just can’t bear to look at quill and parchment. I miss home terribly. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job and the travel. However, I miss the feel of the dirt of the pumpkin patch on my bare feet. It sure will be […]
Lyestra took the bundles of herbs with a grunt. After setting them on her work table she started sorting them into piles by type. “You’re welcome,” Mina said, not without a trace of amusement. “I pay you for these, do I have to be fucking nice too?” “I’m best friends with your sister.” “You think […]
Pikko likes the Norn. Norn learn, even if it takes an asskicking. In fact, they learn best by asskicking. The equation of social interaction often went like this in Norn territory: [arrival in new area] + [meeting new people] = + [application of violent physics to various body tissues] – [percentage of personal blood […]
It was honestly the last place she expected to end up. On a battlefield. Really? With all this chaos and muck and stink of that damn fel fire and blood… she’d seen blood before, but never, ever like this. Never on a battlefield before. Kun looked at the surging lines of fighters, *real* fighters, women […]
She stood, shoulder to shoulder with others wearing her armor, and she was proud. It was an odd feeling, being proud – it was one she had very little experience with, so she chose to savor it. To cherish it, and keep it close, to glory in it for the moment. She was proud of […]
Dear Journal, This one is quick, since I’m still on the move. I’m in Redridge, but only for a day. As soon as I arrived at my new post, I was transferred again. I’m GOING HOME! The Postal Service is sending me to Darkshire. They’ve also ordered me to swing tinto Stormwind City on the […]
Dear Journal, It seems like it’s been months since I last wrote. Love is in the air here in Westfall. Oh, did I forget to tell you we’ve got a new post? Sorry about that. I’ve been so busy with this new route. You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to deliver to vagabonds in […]
Related: Overlap, Twilight, Autumn Red, Grasp ((Been writing this string of stories at a snail’s pace, mostly due to a block on my part. But special thanks to @zenru45 in the #trgn-writers in Discord (.iam writer) for reviewing this journal. Helped me get it out of my head and finally out the door.)) —- Her hands […]
First Entry: My name is Dr. Iztalein Silvercloud. I have a degree in psychology from Silvermoon University. My specialty is psychoanalysis with a focus on memory manipulation and removal to treat the underlying subconscious causes of maladies. To explain in more layman’s terms: It is my firm belief that the majority of neurosis, phobias, and […]
Dear Journal, I know it’s been almost a month since I wrote. I can’t help that I got the post just before WInter’s Veil. You wouldn’t believe the amount of eggs being shipped out of Westfall and Redridge. Oh, did I tell you I’ve been transfered? Of course not. I haven’t written in a month. […]
Dear Journal, It’s been a few days since I got my assignment. I’m sorry haven’t written. Why am I apologizing to you, you’re a journal? Why did I write out that questions? I’m going to stop this line of thought before a mage says I’m breaking reality. As you can tell by the drawer you’ve […]
Dear Journal, I’ve never written a diary before. I guess I should introduce myself, not that you’re a person or anything. I’m Beatrix Franklin, Junior Carrier for the Alliance Postal Service. I just got the title. They handed me this journal and my rank insignia as soon as the graduation ceremony was over. The Postal […]
Kanta Wildsabre. Proclaimed Marksman, Veteran of the Templars, Former Marshal of the Silverwing Sentinels. Orphaned as a child, husband, father, grandfather. Respected, loved, liked, hated. Ally, loyal, trustworthy. Enemy, liar, backstabber. Soldier. “Murderer.” Kanta was many things over his lifetime. As he was nearing his eighth millennia on this world, the aging kaldorei was many […]
Emi carefully scanned the area, making sure that no one she didn’t know (and trust) was within any distance to be able to see her. Finding she was (relatively) alone, a smile creased her pale skin – skin that was quickly covered with fine, snow-white fur. The smile, now sufficiently more fanged, grew as she […]
Related: Twilight, Autumn Red, Grasp — With a cry, her eyes snapped open. Darkness filled the air above her, interrupted only by the pulsing of green-filled runes that etched an otherwise smooth, onyx-like surface. They were inches from her face. She willed her hands to move, to push against what appeared to be an encasing […]
Water pooled off her cloak as Arialynn strode inside the tent at Grey Watch. Covered in canvas and rimmed by wood-and-clay walls, its cramped quarters were still a cheerier surrounding than the wetted wilds of Stormheim. An oil lantern flickered atop her desk, lying in wait along with a stack of parchment. It was a […]
Deep within the bounds of an tall, icy fortress, someone schemed. Dark and terrible deeds were afoot, and as the chill wind howled through the castle gates, a dark, curled claw reached for a low flame… “GODS’ FUCKING TITS IT’S COLD.” Followed by more cursing as the cramped little snow room flared with light and […]
Doryn paced. That won’t do you any good, you know, said Tippi in her mind. Concern-love washed over her times three, echoed by Cindy and Joey. Cindy, in the middle of gorging herself on nuts, just nodded. She’d used up a lot of energy reserves, shooting fireballs at a horde of demons chasing them not […]
To Justicar Arialynn Mayfield and those it might concern, As we all know, Zen Fateshifter is mad or some even claim half mad. Madness or not, it does not give him a reason to abuse the stone systems of communication in the manner that he does. He has gone without intervention and heavy hands for […]
The demoness wove spells almost too fast for the Pandaren to follow – felflame clashed with chronal anomalies and torrents of pure arcane as the two magic-users dueled in the cavern hidden in Azuna. The succubus’s raw power was matched by the Pandaren’s finesse – but it couldn’t go on forever. So Petal? Petal cheated. A […]